[Verse]
Step with assassins, savage
Armed with Mizzy and Latz
Got my whole goon for a loose
Then he just turned man juice
Water, water
TG said these opps ain't nuthin'
Push my buttons
BE ring off the suthin'
GG sauce like mutton
Touch BE, you're buzzin', fam
Choose if your on my nigga
Call your hitters, Spartans hop out the whizzers
Thought he was bro, but he said no
When he sees Spartans pull up
2 door whip look full of my [?] on drummer
And little man, if your on ball just stick to this shit
Don't be like Max, fam
Bro used to boot up the wing
Now man ride and attack
I got his back like Splash
And he got mine and I seen it, fact
Free SA, SA
My bro, my bro to the end, that's fam
Free up the vengeance clan
I'm from HS, repеrcussion gang
Spartan mashers, KuKu dons with the shortest fusе
Hats got mad and it blew
More time he do it like Bond
Bang man down, then he gone
Last one's left, swear I feel rude and dead
Kennington movie, love in the Harlem tren
Free all my Spartans, KuKu men
Fucked up, the judge just dirtied my friend
Harlem, Harlem, free all my KuKu Spartans
They said we be livin' the film
HS really the real
Kennington boppin', splash him
Nice, catch him, get him
Mizzy ain't back, go do mappin'
Aydee's my friend, man back him
My brother, he's me
Savvy can't bop with me
S.A can't bop with me
Little man bop these streets, HarlemO
People know, what was it worth?
Bis can't grow with his friends no more
S.A can't let me 1 no more
Man can't bill it for Miz no more
TG can't sag with the .45
Bis loves stuff for a man in the back
Us man violent and dem man wack
KP days, young boys made bands
HarlemO, but man turned Spartan, no
Swords and the live Rambo's
Scratch playin' Captain Hook
Work up a boy, like cook
Remember when Mizzy and O had bell
4 niggas score on my bros, oh well
Remember me and S, it was tryna do drill
Jump, true cap, no gloves on step
Public, who's on it?
Bare half hearts, big bears, they don't want it
Swords and corn, you don't want it
TSG seen man, gotta do Sonic
Spartan jungle, from it
We used to only rap, if Blanco was on it
First time I stepped, tryna earn 4 Mizzy
TJ are joke man, got them a milli'
Look, look
Can't do it like us man
Chat like man can't work with the splash like man
Move like Spartans would
Loyal to the fam, we can ride and dead on the ride, fam
And gyal should've not seen a wetting
But realise, real, real life, care [?] blood's spillage and broken trust
Real life, get him
My heart's full of rage and sorrow, tryna hit riches
Blue lights tellin' man no no, uh oh
Where's my brothers?
Where's my hitters?
[?] from hundred donnies
Block my batch, aim for your chest and back
Creep in flats, too ashamed to lie
Man's screamin' facts
To the real G's, she be screamin' lacks
Them man ain't real, like they covered in math
Say it to my block, man comin' right back, and more
Told man, ready for war
See man ready for war
Couple times the odds was cray
Still did I back my beef, back your heat
These eyes have seen you twice
Both times you ran with heat
Both times, the splash on me
I know the pigs locked in
Pork tryna get man in
Rap's tryna help them things
Wraps, you can hold some things
2 times, I get them bad
2 man will get them back
Man gon' love it
Wannabe sweeter than pudding
Man bust shots, cash sweet like pudding
[?] need different men
Blast, one's left, how I miss my friends
They oh so, oh so, trying to clamp my set
Fuck feds
Step with assassins, savage
Armed with Mizzy and Latz
Got my whole goon for a loose
Then he just turned man juice
Water, water
TG said these opps ain't nuthin'
Push my buttons
BE ring off the suthin'
GG sauce like mutton
Touch BE, you're buzzin', fam
Choose if your on my nigga
Call your hitters, Spartans hop out the whizzers
Thought he was bro, but he said no
When he sees Spartans pull up
2 door whip look full of my [?] on drummer
And little man, if your on ball just stick to this shit
Don't be like Max, fam
Bro used to boot up the wing
Now man ride and attack
I got his back like Splash
And he got mine and I seen it, fact
Free SA, SA
My bro, my bro to the end, that's fam
Free up the vengeance clan
I'm from HS, repеrcussion gang
Spartan mashers, KuKu dons with the shortest fusе
Hats got mad and it blew
More time he do it like Bond
Bang man down, then he gone
Last one's left, swear I feel rude and dead
Kennington movie, love in the Harlem tren
Free all my Spartans, KuKu men
Fucked up, the judge just dirtied my friend
Harlem, Harlem, free all my KuKu Spartans
They said we be livin' the film
HS really the real
Kennington boppin', splash him
Nice, catch him, get him
Mizzy ain't back, go do mappin'
Aydee's my friend, man back him
My brother, he's me
Savvy can't bop with me
S.A can't bop with me
Little man bop these streets, HarlemO
People know, what was it worth?
Bis can't grow with his friends no more
S.A can't let me 1 no more
Man can't bill it for Miz no more
TG can't sag with the .45
Bis loves stuff for a man in the back
Us man violent and dem man wack
KP days, young boys made bands
HarlemO, but man turned Spartan, no
Swords and the live Rambo's
Scratch playin' Captain Hook
Work up a boy, like cook
Remember when Mizzy and O had bell
4 niggas score on my bros, oh well
Remember me and S, it was tryna do drill
Jump, true cap, no gloves on step
Public, who's on it?
Bare half hearts, big bears, they don't want it
Swords and corn, you don't want it
TSG seen man, gotta do Sonic
Spartan jungle, from it
We used to only rap, if Blanco was on it
First time I stepped, tryna earn 4 Mizzy
TJ are joke man, got them a milli'
Look, look
Can't do it like us man
Chat like man can't work with the splash like man
Move like Spartans would
Loyal to the fam, we can ride and dead on the ride, fam
And gyal should've not seen a wetting
But realise, real, real life, care [?] blood's spillage and broken trust
Real life, get him
My heart's full of rage and sorrow, tryna hit riches
Blue lights tellin' man no no, uh oh
Where's my brothers?
Where's my hitters?
[?] from hundred donnies
Block my batch, aim for your chest and back
Creep in flats, too ashamed to lie
Man's screamin' facts
To the real G's, she be screamin' lacks
Them man ain't real, like they covered in math
Say it to my block, man comin' right back, and more
Told man, ready for war
See man ready for war
Couple times the odds was cray
Still did I back my beef, back your heat
These eyes have seen you twice
Both times you ran with heat
Both times, the splash on me
I know the pigs locked in
Pork tryna get man in
Rap's tryna help them things
Wraps, you can hold some things
2 times, I get them bad
2 man will get them back
Man gon' love it
Wannabe sweeter than pudding
Man bust shots, cash sweet like pudding
[?] need different men
Blast, one's left, how I miss my friends
They oh so, oh so, trying to clamp my set
Fuck feds
( Harlem Spartans )
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